This background went easier than most, but I still have so much room to grow in the area of settings. It was a good challenge, and I'm really thankful to those that helped me with the color choices and positioning.
I really, really love doing pictures with emotional depth and a background story. One of my greatest desires as an artist is to capture a moment for someone. MBF had a story in their mind, and they came to me to make it real. That is... that is just really special.
Commissioner's Text: "Alkie's Diary 8-1
I couldn't write this when my arm was broken, so I probably forgot a bunch of stuff. But, yeah, I need to write something.
I've climbed that chimney in Funnel Cave like six times this year. I own that cave. I remember in that one little moment when I lost my grip that I was really pissed off at myself more than anything else. I remember just that weightless feeling for a bit and then oh my stars my arm!! I remember my scream, how it sounded so weird echoing in there, but at the time I just didn't care, I *bellowed*, I cried. Just, I am so thankful I landed just right so my vials didn't break. Note to self, why don't I bring stronger healing potions??
Got to the hospital. The boneseer lady was really nice and her eyes looked really pretty when she was looking into my arm and she even let me keep the sketch she did after the doctor had looked at it! Got some really nice tingly warm healing therapy from the doctor, who was also really sweet, and then they left me alone. I wasn't in as much pain anymore but it was really hard just lying there waiting for Mom to get there from work
And then she came in. It was weird.. I was happy to see her, and like even just smelling her perfume kinda made me feel better. But she was really really mad. I shouldn't be climbing without safety gear, should have someone there with me, what would have happened if I had fallen on my head, I know I know I know, but then she says, she could have lost me today, do I not love her anymore? And that's when I started crying. I felt terrible. I don't know why, but I just felt like I had slapped mom in the face, my heart shriveled. I just remember her getting on the bed with me and just holding me, and saying she was sorry. Then she made me promise her something, and I could do whatever I wanted but I could never break that promise.
So, another note to self: make it to 25 for mommy. Make it 11 more years without doing something stupid and breaking my neck. I should be able to do that, right?"